Porto Alto was for long and for most of us just a stop (or passing by) in the way to Fading Chinamarket
Once upon a time there was a village, only with one of the most prestigious Inns of Portugal, 30 km away from Lisbon.
One day, the Chinese came and Porto Alto became a plantation of stores of all kinds of Chinese junk.
Then came the crisis, the Inn became a stunning downfall, dozens of Chinese warehouses mimic it, and Porto Alto lost dimension and life.
What will lead a tourist to Porto Alto? I don’t know. I passed there a lot of times, travelling elsewhere, and that can also happen to a lot of people.On the border of the immensity of the Alentejo, this is an option to stop and eat something. That’s what I did. Twice. Until now without any reason for celebration. But here I’m collecting the experiences and, maybe one day they bring to sell some of the wonders that I saw in China…
